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Lots of changes around here but holding its vibe neatly

Trailing

Sitting in the little streetery that’s taken away someone’s parking spot.

My coffee snobbery is sadly evidently throughout my long quest. Yet, I think I have also demonstrated some flexibility.

Sampling coffee all across my neighborhood has taught me valuable lessons. Taste is always a subjective thing. My taste in coffee requires it be robust. I am partial to foamy coffee concoctions of the old school.

Plain old coffee with milk. Well, not so plain. It’s Kimbo from Napoli.

Over the course of my struggles to try all the best, I have realized that sometimes there’s a specialty that is better in one shop. Ordering a flat white at 🌟 Starbucks is a wiser choice than getting a so-so latte.

Thus, I have come to enjoy the one I’m near when I am not near the one I love.

Circular

What does your ideal home look like?

Where do you want to live?

The circular ramp at the Guggenheim is an amenity I would love to have. Just 2, maybe three floors of living space connected by this type of access. Some of my 4 or 5 rooms will have wainscoting like this museum exhibit below.

Others will have views like these:

And outdoor seating like this:

Coffee, a walk & time to write

What daily habit do you do that improves your quality of life?

Too sweet, lush, and delicious. Pumpkin soy latte. Ordinarily not on my menu.

On any given day, I am definitely going to walk: To an old haunt; to meet a friend; to my workout.

The walk that leads me to my coffee trail is particularly cherished.

All these habits wrap around my time to write. Sometimes, I blog to a prompt, and other times, I am prompted by other inspiration.